There’s a red moon rising on the Cuyahoga River

There’s a red moon rising on the Cuyahoga River

And as such, the Belle Isle Bella and I return from the hometown of rock. It was good to go back for a bit and (of course) to see my Tribe succeed against the Tigers once again (though that was much to the dismay of Belle Isle Bella). Father says that I need to find a way to be at every one of their games for the rest of the season. I think that would make a fun new baseball movie: Random girl is struggling team’s good luck charm. Oh, how I love sports movies. They’re a class all their own. So awkward in their cliched inspiration and yet…still delicious.